I'm not a photographer

One of the most important battles in Danish history was fought at a village named Dybbøl in southern Jutland in 1864. Denmark lost, and consequently became a much smaller country. In 1920 some of the lost land was voted back to Denmark in a plebiscite.

Children-related items found at Trapholt Museum for arts and design.

Trapholt is a museum of art on the north bank of Kolding fjord. There are some old buildings and some new ones. And a gorgeous view over the water.

The design of these shoes is about 30 years old. I bought my first pair when the model was quite new, and I just bought my newest pair. The fact that those shoes were shaped for human feet and not to accommodate imbecile fashions, is a main reason why I still walk in a way that is commented favourably by others.

I showed someone an earlier photo of this tree. She asked me if it is "The Tree of Life". Perhaps not quite, but rather a more specialized version: the tree of survival.

296 hazelnutshells may be arranged in many ways.

.... and I brought my camera some of the way.

Pictures from the 21st of June 2007.

I entered the tower of Koldinghus and walked to its roof.

A pyramid that was built in 1999 for health purposes. The business side of the project didn't work. I believe that it is used for offices now.

Ribe in the marshes on the west coast of Jutland is Denmark's oldest town. The skyline is totally dominated by the cathedral.

The statue of Dagmar (Danish queen 1205-1212) waiting in vain for the king to return from war before she dies. She stands where Riberhus, the royal castle in Ribe, used to be.

I had never seen a tree have branches like this. When we came close to the tree, we were very surprised to see that it was a beech. I have done some research and found out that its name actually is the one that I now use in the title.

Stages of a fire. Put into it whatever symbolism you like.

I took a walk west of Kolding and took some spring pictures in the area where the motorway to the south crosses the stream.

Did I remeber to say that I love trees?

Some trees live, quite literally, on the edge.